SwCh.44--Gone to HeavenA noise jolted Sahara awake and she stared at the ocean blue and green eyes staring back at her, her mind taking a moment to escape from her dreams.
Then she realized that it was light once more and that Ocean had an arm around her.
She let out a shriek, her heart pumping adrenaline as she rolled away from under the blanket she had brought up the previous night.
She had put it on Ocean so he would stay warm during the night, as he was bare-chested, but had joined him after a few thoughts, her back to him. She didnt want him getting a cold to top all his wounds off. She couldnt have him dying on her already.
Ocean smiled his innocent smile at her. I thought Id died and gone to heaven. He whispered dryly.
And why is that?
I dont usually wake to a beautiful woman in my arms.
Sahara glared, though a blush colored her face. If anyone could call her beautiful in the condition she was in, he was either insane or a liar. She decided i
SoulwreckedCh.43--ApplesSahara stared at Ocean before she let out a deep sigh. She had sewn up Oceans wound the best she could with a sewing kit that had been hidden amongst the mens clothing. Now all she had to do was either wait for him to wake up or find some way to mop up all the blood off the deck.
When she had finally found strength to push Golds limp body off her own, she had examined how he had been killed by Ocean. He had been stabbed in the heart through the back. Sahara had no idea how Ocean had done it in the state he had been in.
She had strenuously disposed of the bodies and had frantically searched for something to help Oceans wound with. She had found the kit, wiped the blood away as best she could with a shirt, sewn him up, wrapped him up with a torn pant leg, and tossed the spoiled clothes of the side of the boat, including Oceans previous shirt.
She had then tied the two boats together and transported all the goods from Golds and Goddess boat to the
SoulwreckedCh.42--SuffocationJalard spluttered as he fell backwards onto the deck, blood speckling his lips as he faintly gripped the handle of the knife that was sticking out of his gut. Blood coated his clothes and hand and he sensed his attacker coming upon him once more to put him out of his misery.
But the final blow never came.
He barely heard a familiar voice scream and distract the man named Gold. His head fell limply down. He knew that the girl would help.
Sahara let out a scream, as she swiped the bloody knife across Golds back. He growled as he turned to her and parried her next attack with the other knife that he had.
Sahara didnt dare look at Ocean again, for fear she might lose her concentration. But the smell of his blood filled her senses.
She fiercely attacked Gold, her moved fleeting and quick, but Golds raw power was more than enough to make her match.
In just a few minutes time, she had gained more cuts to add to the collection, though Gold had barely any. He just wore a
SoulwreckedCh.41--StabbedSahara let out a yelp as Gold tugged on the rope and brought their boat right next to their own. As soon as they were close enough to jump, they crossed over to Saharas and Oceans deck, pulling out a knife in each of their hands.
Goddess ran for Sahara and sliced the knife over her bicep before she could react. Sahara ignored the pain and dropped to her knees, the knife that was in Goddess other hands swiping over her head, where her neck had been.
Jalard jumped away from the muscular Tzerkan and peered over at Sahara for a fleeting moment before he tried to stay alive. She seemed to be alright. Somehow she had taken a knife from the other girl and was fighting her own.
Sahara let out a grunt as another cut appeared on her jaw, blood spilling down her front. She smiled grimly as the knife she had tugged away from her cut across Goddess stomach.
I take it that your six contained clothes? Ours had pots and pans.
Then where did you get the knives?
SoulwreckedCh.40--ClothingThe sound of a helicopter ripped above Saharas and Oceans heads. They both watched as it faded off into the distance.
There were several hours of silence as all the boats spread apart from one another. Saharas stomach gurgled as she passed her eyes over the empty ocean. No surprise. Neither of the two had had anything to eat since dinner the previous night.
Im going to look at the provisions we supposedly have. She told Ocean as the wind died to a crawl and the sun beat on their shoulders half an hour later.
As she walked to the wooden door that lifted from its horizontal state by a heavy metal ring, Ocean said, You seem oddly cooperative.
She glared at him from where her top half stuck up from the square hole. I just know that if I have any chance to make it there first, I cant kill you. This boat cant be manned by one person. She completed stepping down the narrow, steep steps into the belly of the ship.
SoulwreckedCh.39--Petty FightJalard took Saharas arm, ignoring her flinch, and ran, dragging her behind him as he fought his way through the mob of running men and women.
Sahara sprinted to keep up with Oceans fast pace. Not that she wanted to keep up with him. She just didnt want her arm torn off in the process. She might need it more then he did.
As they reached the water, Ocean tugged on her even harder, making her stumble on the clattering stones and fall against his back. He lifted her onto his shoulders, starting off again as he sloshed through the water.
Put me down! Sahara yelled at him over all the other sounds the gladiators were making, pulling at his black hair to both distract him and try to make him drop her.
Its faster this way! Jalard yelled back at her, wincing as she tugged on his hair, gripping her flailing legs tighter to try to keep his balance in the now waist-deep water. He got closer to one of the boats that people werent fighting over.